• Let the summer slip away
    Let dark days start to fall
    Let the blue give way to gray
    I long to hear the call.

    It sounds just like a tune to me
    It waters me with song
    It always is good company
    At night or all day long.

    Rain-wearing shoes go pitter-pat
    Rain dips and dives and dances
    Rain drips and dives and dances
    Upon the roof it prances.

    On metal roofs it rat-a-tats
    On wooden roofs it drums
    On windows it just splitter-splats
    When at last it comes.

    Down on leaves it splashes
    Down on wooden trunks it pours
    Down to the earth it dashes
    Calling me outdoors.